One fly living in the refrigerator. (It's just sitting there, doesn't even attempt to leave when the light comes on.) One on the floor, which we squashed as if we were performing an even more disproportionate than the original reënactment of "Bambi vs. Godzilla."
And, a bit later: Too hot to use the nuke-box, even, let alone the toaster oven. (
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